[The Creator] (IV)

It cared less about the overall template before it, and was more affected by the amount of vitality this creature had within it. "Fuck... talk about being almost immortal. How the fuck do we kill this thing? Grind it down?" It clicked its tongue in annoyance, blurting out what came to mind.

"Hm? Oh, you mean my brother's shield? Yeah, that creature will be a bother to deal with." And Felix added nothing but more annoyance to the true clone with his words. "I told you to shut up if you don't have anything meaningful to say, dammit." It snarled at him.

"Oh..." And Felix took a step back in response.

The true clone then sighed, rubbing its temples as it opened up the definition of this creature's abilities and traits. Perhaps it would obtain a weakness or two, in dealing with this creature.

Unfortunately, all that it obtained, was another load of stress onto its stress. "Fucking hell..." It cursed out in stupor, genuinely ticked off.

[ Life Hive (LOW PHYSIOLOGY) :- A unique physique